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Dreams
Eyes lie upon precious eyes
his stare, her star, afar
shining in the nightime sky
a closeness they both share
Winds blow in an open window
carrying the faintest of scents
thoughts roam within the midnight
to places where love has never went
There's a tap upon your shoulder
whispers softly call your name
easing nearer your sumptious body
where dreams will never be the same
his stare, her star, afar
shining in the nightime sky
a closeness they both share
Winds blow in an open window
carrying the faintest of scents
thoughts roam within the midnight
to places where love has never went
There's a tap upon your shoulder
whispers softly call your name
easing nearer your sumptious body
where dreams will never be the same
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